Najee The 1

Najee The 1 - The Oath lyrics

rate me

I got my man Ski conducting the orchestra

See this vibe with it

The whole crew’s in the building

I gotta do what I do, that’s on the mic

You feel this I put these dudes on me because they ain’t what they talk

Tow left shoot because they ain’t what they want man

You’re fucking with a dude that was made in New York

Dudes made for the boss until they made me a boss

We agreed he’s the one

Run lady just maybe you could come see

MR Talker the Empire state shots

Caught on fire or the plate I’m sire

I’m great I’m fire I’m flame pleas separate

My name from lames, not the same but I grind or ride the same

Cross over spend move then back

On the rang rambler and my nugs hat

The way I wrap rappers up relax for months

You glamour girls ain’t man enough

Your stamina, that’s what you’re lacking bruh

I do this here as if it’s full camera

But I do this here with no camera

I just do me I ain’t no actor

Keep a lawyer for my scavengers

Hammers for those that’s trying to banish us

Do you see the crowd backing us

That’s why I’m laughing up

To the bank I’m stacking up

Can’t stop me babe

Eyes blind you, eyes like a novel

Links to keys with malicious views

Thanks to the few who helped me get through

When the tunnel got dark, kept running through

But psycho moves, the rap’s on you

You fool trying to spring form one I grew

Leave nigger, best believe nigger

I ain’t at all easy to leave nigger

Fine print in blood ink nigger

Written in the stars and cursing on mars

Telescope me I’m up by far

Y’all bars ain’t even up to palm hard

Laugh on’em flash a bit of cash on’em

I put these dudes on me because they ain’t what they talk

Tow left shoot because they ain’t what they walk man

You’re fucking with a dude that was made in New York

Dudes made for the boss until they made me a boss

I put these dudes on me because they ain’t what they talk

Tow left shoot because they ain’t what they talk man

They ain’t what they talk

Tow left shoot because they ain’t what they walk man

Can’t stop me man, no man

Oh winter’s called

Can’t stop me man, no man

Oh winter’s called

Can’t stop me man, no man

Oh winter’s called

Can’t stop me man, no man

Oh winter’s called

You’re fucking with a dude that was made in New York

You’re fucking with a dude that was made in New York

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